The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 68 The Three Heroic Corpses
A few days later, in Biyou Village.

Qin Ye sat cross-legged on the rooftop, basking in the sunshine, with Qianren placed across his legs. A gentle breeze blew over his head, and occasionally a few wisps of flames swirled around.

Rune Flame is the same as Wind Control Swordsmanship. Although it is full, it can still be practiced.

The Wind Control Sword Technique is a technique where the wind power becomes stronger as you practice it, and it is currently at level eight.

The more you cultivate the Rune Flame, the darker its color becomes, and naturally the temperature and energy intensity will also become stronger. It can also increase the adaptability of the physical body and reduce consumption.

Currently, the rune flame is deep red, and Qin Ye feels that he can eventually cultivate it to pure black, or even worse.

The little white fox was not idle either. It squatted beside Qin Ye and nibbled on the blood Ganoderma lucidum in small bites.

Both sides worked very hard.

At this moment, a voice came from below.

"Hey, Qin Ye, have you asked the leader to prepare all the things for you? Have you asked someone to put them in your room?"

Below, Fu Rong tilted her head back, one hand on her waist, and the other hand covering her forehead to block the sunlight.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Thank Village Chief Ma for me."

Qin Ye asked Ma Xianhong to prepare some ingredients and equipment for refining the medicine. Holding the snow lotus in his hand was like having money in his pocket that he didn't want to spend, which made him feel anxious.

Fu Rong didn't leave, and shouted again, "You've been up there for three hours. Do you want to come down? Can you bear it? Can Xiaobai bear it?"

"Xiaobai is not an ordinary person, it's okay." Qin Ye said, glancing at the woman below: "How do you know I've been up there for three hours? Have you been spying on me?"

Hearing this, Fu Rong's pretty face flushed, and then she said with some embarrassment: "Ah! Who is peeping at you? If I want to peep, it's Xiaobai!"

"You're still peeping."

"I'm not humphing. I won't give you the delicious food I made tonight. I'll give it all to Xiaobai." Fu Rong stomped her feet, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

Hearing this, Xiaobai, the foodie, stopped what he was doing and nodded his head repeatedly.

Just as the atmosphere between the two sides gradually became ambiguous, a noise was heard in the distance.

A villager also came running over, and stopped when he saw Fu Rong, panting and saying:

"Master Fu, two strange guys came outside, saying they were looking for something called the Knife Nightmare."

"Dao Yan? Is there such a person in our village?" Fu Rong was a little confused, and then cast a puzzled look at Qin Ye.

She felt that this man was the only one in the village who deserved this title.

It seems that Fu Rong has never heard of the name Dao Yan. No wonder, there is no internet in Biyou Village and all mobile phones are 3G.

Qin Ye stood up, with a hint of doubt between his brows.

Who could come looking for me? Or just because of the nickname "Knife Nightmare".

Without saying a word, the little white fox picked up the blood ganoderma and landed on Qin Ye's shoulder. The man and the fox jumped off the roof and walked towards the village entrance.

After arriving at the village entrance, Qin Ye saw two groups of people confronting each other from a distance.

On one side are the people with superior aptitude from Biyou Village, and on the other side are two men.

A man with a crew cut and white hair, a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows, and an imposing bearing.

A man dressed in black, with sunken eye sockets, a thin face, and half-closed eyes that highlight his sinister aura.

As he walked forward, he heard the former clasp his fists and bow to Bi Yuan: "Teacher, long time no see, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Although his attitude was very respectful, there was no joy on his face as if he was reunited as a master and disciple, and he looked very indifferent.

Bi Yuan hunched over with his hands behind his back.

"Shimaan, it's been so long since we last met. I wonder if you've found your own path clearly."

Bi Yuan's greatest passion was to be around exceptional talents and witness their growth, whether it was Ma Xianhong or Ding Shiman. In his mind, Ding Shiman was a highly gifted and dedicated student, capable of mastering any technique in his hands and ultimately reaching a higher level.

He once taught Ding Shimaan the Thirteen Ghost Needles, and the latter's joining Quan Xing was also inspired by him.

"It's clear, Master. I just want to defeat all the masters, step by step to become the strongest, until no one and nothing can hurt me."

Bi Yuan sighed and shook his head: "You still don't understand. There is no strongest person in the world. There is always a mountain higher than the other. You have to defeat yourself, not others. Otherwise, you will be crushed to death by a mountain while climbing over it."

Fu Rong, who was walking over, heard the conversation between the two and asked Jin Yong, who was standing beside them, "Who are these two?"

Jin Yong squinted his eyes. Although he looked rough on the outside, he was actually a very showy guy at heart and liked dress-up games.

He is also one of the twelve superior talents, and his skills include stepping on the Gangbu and using the Tiangang Qi.

Jin Yong crossed his arms and said lightly:
"All the corpse demons and heroes."

Fu Rong's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. Even though she didn't pay much attention to things in the circle, she knew the names of these two people.

Quanxing is even more synonymous with danger.

Except for those in the company who deal with him all day long, everyone else in the circle avoids him.

She looked at the man behind her, wondering why such a dangerous person would come to Qin Ye.

At this time, Ma Xianhong came over from a distance, and before he even arrived, he said in a cold tone:

"Quan Xing is not welcome in Biyou Village. Leave immediately, or I will be rude to you."

"Hehe, we don't want to fight you." Tu Junfang's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes swept across the crowd with a sinister look, and he pointed his finger behind him through the crowd, smiling: "We are looking for him."

Everyone looked back and saw a young man with a white fox squatting on his shoulder, standing there silently with a knife in his hand.

"Him? Dao Yan?" Qiu Rang curled his lips. Although he knew that Zhao Guizhen was not a good person, he still looked down on Qin Ye. He didn't even have such a cool title, so what right did this guy have? Was he just being arrogant?

Damn it, apart from the leader, there can’t be anyone more arrogant than him in this village!

Jin Yong narrowed his already small eyes. He often walked outside, so he knew something about Dao Yan's name.

Qin Ye walked out slowly under the gaze of everyone, his eyes fell on the two of them, and his tone was indifferent:

"I'm in a good mood recently. I'll give you two a chance. Get out of here now, and I can spare your lives. Remember, just one life."

He is now staying in Biyou Village, and he tries not to take any action if possible to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to the village.

Qin Ye naturally recognized these two people.

There is a saying circulating in the world of extraordinary people today: One is the best, two are heroes, three are corpses, and four are arrogant.

The one with white hair and a crew cut is Ding Shiman, one of the two heroes. Like Wang Zhenqiu, he eats at many different houses and has many complicated methods.

However, in terms of strength, eight Wang Zhen balls may not be enough. The latter are numerous but not refined, while the former are numerous and refined.

As for the man who seemed to be ill, he was Sanshi Tu Junfang.

Each number in the jingle represents the number of people, except for the "three corpses" which refers to one person.

Coming from the Three Demon Sect, his ability is to control his own three corpses and to attract the three corpses of others.

The three corpses are also the three poisons and three insects. To put it bluntly, they are the embodiment of the desires of "greed, anger, and ignorance".

From Tu Junfang's appearance, it can be seen that those from the Three Demon Sects who have the skills to control the Three Corpses will be disturbed and become mentally depressed, losing their essence and energy.

If others do not have the method to control the three corpses and the three corpses are triggered, unless they can achieve great enlightenment, they will be entangled by their own three corpses for their entire lives, their practice will come to an end, and they will die a very miserable death.

For those who have excessive desires or inner demons, the corpse demon Tu Junfang is quite terrifying, even worse than the other ones.

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